I could feel him starting to hump…

I could feel his balls bouncing on my chin.

"Look… at me… look… at… me…"

He was sighing and moaning now… wanting me to look at him…

And I did…

I lifted my eyes, the only movable part of my head I still controlled, and stared at him…

Watching his face as his cock started to come…

Shooting his stuff right in my mouth!

Ohhh… how I gobbled it up… trying as best as I could to take it all in… to take every last drop in my hot mouth…

Ohhh… so good… it was so fucking good…

More…

I wanted more…

I sucked every last drop out of him, and when he let go of my head, when he put his own back and gasped for breath, I immediately went to work on his cock, licking and sucking the sides, getting the stuff that managed to slip out between my lips.

I wanted it all!

Finally, it was over.

He leaned over, that magnificent frame of his bending towards me.

He took my head in both his hands and kissed me.

Deep.

"Justine, darling, you're marvelous," he finally said.

"So are you," I whispered.

"You've earned your freedom," he said, softly.

"Well, that's fine," I responded… "But when may I return?"

I turned coy.

"You know, a girl has to be punished a lot these days, or else she starts to think that she can get away with anything…"

He smiled. He was on to me.

"I'll be calling you. I have your number from your purse…"

I was sure he did.

Now, I was being untied, and this time allowed to get dressed.

He led me to where my clothes were.

"Put them on and leave."

No goodbyes or anything!

Just up and out.

When I finally got home, I realized for the first time how much of a beating I'd taken.

My entire body was aching.